Chapter 1251: Farm of Justice (33)_2

Lex, stroking his chin, said, "The Ark Reactor runs fine and so does the external function device, but it seems like the power output from the connected place is not quite enough. I'm not quite sure where the problem lies."

"I can't help, I don't understand these things, so is there a solution?" Shiller asked.

Lex stepped forward and pressed a button, stopping the treadmill. Breathing heavily, Barry stepped down and said, "I ran fast enough, didn't I? Did it work?"

"You seem to be quite enjoying it," Shiller observed, looking at Barry.

Barry shrugged and said, "As long as Batman agrees, I don't mind exerting a bit of effort. After all, if you guys are trying to improve Gotham's weather, it's for the citizens of Gotham. It's like doing a good thing, and I'm happy to help."

Shiller glanced at Barry's slightly naive face, then looked away, and Lex began to speak:

"I think it might be a problem with the materials. Bruce and I worked on this part of the tech together. He was responsible for the material part, so I don't have detailed data. But I recall him saying that the material used in the connection is the same as his Batman darts..."

"So, you need a Batman Dart?" Shiller asked.

Lex nodded and said: "I might need to study the nature of this material to determine if it's a conductivity issue."

"Forget about it." Barry came in directly and said: "Each of Batman's darts is marked with a number. After each battle, he recovers all his weapons. Even if they fall into the Mariana Trench, he finds a way to get them. He would never allow them to be lost."

Silently, Shiller walked to the side and pulled open a drawer. With a "whoosh", he dumped a drawer filled with Batman darts on the floor.

Barry's eyes nearly popped out. Shiller tilted his head, indicating Luther to pick them up, and he stood aside with his arms folded, saying, "Take whichever version you want, I remember the materials are a little different."

"No, where... where did you get these from?!!" Barry exclaimed.

"Confiscated." Shiller answered calmly: "Also, a few were picked up by my butler from the ground when Batman got himself hung on the garden tree."

"Wouldn't he come to ask them back?!"

"And wouldn't I give them back to him?"

Barry looked at Shiller incredulously and said, "In Gotham, you dare to treat Batman like this. How are you still alive to this day??!!"

Shiller, staring at the ground full of Batman darts, said: "You should ask, in Gotham, how Batman dare to treat me like this. Is he still alive to this day because of his academic performance?"

After a while, Lex shook his head and said: "No, it seems the problem is not this. The Ark Reactor should have been improved in many versions. Maybe it was Bruce who adjusted the interface in some version, but didn't adjust the connected device."

"The interface mismatch could also cause poor conductivity. To solve this problem, I might need his detailed design diagram of the improved version."

Shiller sighed gently, saying in a low voice, "His designs are all in the Batcave... Never mind, I'll go there."

Having said that, he looked at Barry and said, "You're fast, aren't you? Take me to the Batcave."

As Barry was about to respond, he noticed Shiller's impatience. Reluctantly, Barry put his hand on Shiller's shoulder. In an instant, his Divine Speed enveloped Shiller's body.

Shiller didn't even feel his vision blur, and in a brief moment, the gates of Wayne Manor appeared before his eyes. Barry recoiled like he had been electrocuted and zipped out, putting his hands together in a prayer-like position and saying:

"Batman, it's not my idea to come here. I was forced. I absolutely did not want to barge into your home. Regardless of any peculiar weapons you have, don't target me, the debtor is the one to blame... "

"What are you doing?" Shiller asked, noticeably annoyed. "You went to the wrong place. It's not here. Go to the outskirts."

Looking confused, Barry stared at him then at Shiller's increasingly dangerous eyes. Finally, he stepped forward again and said, "So, the Batman in this world is pretty special, with the Batcave in the suburbs? I don't know the way, could you guide me?"

Shiller guided him, and Barry once again used his Divine Speed to take Shiller to the Batcave in the suburbs. This time, they went to the right place. In front of a rather desolate cave, Barry saw the familiar gate.

"Okay, we're here, but how do you plan on entering?" Barry bolted out again, standing at the base of the hill shoutling at Shiller, "The door to the Batcave is password protected. If you guess it wrong, it's over!"

"Can you stand next to me?" Shiller frowned at Barry, seeming as if he was looking at an unruly child who didn't suffer from hyperactivity but darted around anyway.

Barry tentatively put his foot half a meter forward, but finally walked towards Shiller step by step, muttering, "If the automated defense robots shoot later, don't blame me for running too fast."

Shiller pursed his lips and turned his head back, knocking on the door. Bruce's recording sounded: "Password?"

In an extremely impatient tone, the sort bound to give any student immediate goosebumps, Shiller said:

"Hurry up and write your thesis!"

"Password correct."

After Bruce's voice sounded, the gate remained still. Barry looked around in confusion. He was beginning to feel a little scared and instinctively took two steps back.

"Bang!"

"Ouch!"

Barry stepped into a void and fell into a vertical well a few meters away from the door. He got up from the ground, rubbing his somewhat dizzy head. When he looked up, he saw Shiller standing at the mouth of the well.

Shiller descended the stairs step by step, not even glancing at Barry, commented while walking inside, "I told you not to move while standing next to me."

With his hand on his head, Barry followed Shiller. Looking around, he realized it was a passageway that led in the opposite direction, not towards the gate.

"So, that was a fake door above? Worthy of the cunning Batman... wait, how did you know the password?!!!"

At this point, Shiller had already walked through the passageway and into the room. Barry discovered that it was an archive room, filled with filing cabinets.

Shiller started looking from the beginning, pulling open drawers, reaching in, and flipping through documents page by page. After finishing with one drawer, he closed it and opened the next.

Watching, Barry became increasingly nervous. Taking a deep breath, he asked, "Aren't you going to be a little careful? If Batman finds out that you barged into the Batcave and rummaged through his files, something terrible will happen!"

"It's okay, he can't get in."

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